I am the poor scholar

Bu Qingyun had the idea of ​​moving out of the palace immediately, but Xiao Yang's upright attitude, as well as many signs of the past, gave way to Bu Qingyun to dismiss this idea.

Those two times of dying alone, can't that explain King Yan's desire to control?

Thus, Bu Qingyun settled down with good adaptability.

Do I have to like a man if I am attracted by a man?

impossible!

Based on the fact that a man and a man can't get close, Bu Qingyun treats Xiao Yang with more than awe, but not enough intimacy.

It is impossible to hook shoulders and shoulders, and words beyond the rules are impossible.

Xiao Yang felt this obvious change, and calmly accepted it all.

The two are eating again.

If there is any change, Xiao Yang will force the two of them to be together every time they eat.

"Dinner."

Bu Qingyun poked into the rice with his chopsticks, and slowly ate the delicious rice.

Ignoring the handsome face opposite, Bu Qingyun picked up a few green vegetables with his chopsticks and ate them with rice.

He squinted his eyes, and the corner of his mouth was sweet.

King Yan's Mansion is very extravagant. Every day, Bu Qingyun prepares a bowl of rice and a bowl of noodles for him to choose at will.Perhaps it was instructed by Xiao Yang.

The color and aroma of the dishes attracted the gluttons in his belly, Bu Qingyun raised his eyes, and saw Xiao Yang's chopsticks pointing at the dried deer meat in front of him.

The speculation hidden in his chest made Xiao Yang's face a lot cute, and Bu Qingyun smiled even more.

The mouth moved, wanting to say something as usual, but finally swallowed it back.

From the corner of the corner of the eye, Bu Qingyun caught a glimpse of the bottom of the plate of preserved roe, and after thinking about it, Bu Qingyun felt that he was eating for nothing.

Forget it, it's like a cold war, do you understand the concern among friends?

Yes, it's better to live in a friend's house!

Bu Qingyun picked up a plate of fried bamboo shoots in front of her and handed it to the maid beside her, saying: "It's the preserved deer in front of your lord."

In the past, Steward Wang said that Xiao Yang liked to eat preserved deer, but later, Bu Qingyun moved the preserved deer out of a mischievous mentality.

Who knew that Xiao Yang didn't even look at the preserved deer, the chopsticks were still pointing to the original position.

At that time, Bu Qingyun knew that Xiao Yang didn't like preserved roe, he was too lazy to reach out!

so cute.A lot of fun.

But that's not all!

"Yes."

Xiao Yang opened his eyes and looked at Bu Qingyun's smile on Yanyan.

The scholar looked very friendly, but it was an eyesore.Well-behaved, annoying.

But Xiao Yang also knew the reason why Bu Qingyun was like this, so he didn't mean to press every step of the way. His calloused fingers pointed to a plate of sweet and sour fish, and said, "Give it to him."

"Yes."

-

Chu Ciyun has been keen to trouble Bu Qingyun recently, especially when he learned that Bu Qingyun accompanied Xiao Yang for meals every day.

He was looking for trouble, looking for trouble, every time Xiao Yang beat him, he had to look at Bu Qingyun's smug face.

The number one pick would always quibble: "I really have nothing to do with him."

Chu Ciyun was very angry.

But there is no other way to get angry, he is a weak man, he can only rely on his elder brother's trust from the prince to gain a foothold in the Yan Palace.

After searching around the palace, Chu Ciyun realized that he was alone and helpless.

But someone in the mansion was willing to tell him stories, from fantasy to reality, and finally chatted: "I heard that the famous Master Jingyi has come to Bianjing."

Chu Ciyun heard about this man's great achievements, and when he heard that this monk had lived for decades and his face was still young, Chu Ciyun's heart was moved.

Very restrained, he sent an invitation card to the master, inviting him to the palace for a talk.

The boy who delivered the letter curled his lips, thinking that this man's face was really big.

Why did Master Jingyi come?Others have always visited the master with a face!

But shockingly, here comes the master!

Chu Ciyun felt elated, squinting at the master's face, the more he looked at it, the more excited he was: "Master, what is your secret of maintenance?"

He couldn't comprehend the miraculousness of the master, but the master's face-retaining technique, Chu Ciyun, was really itchy.

The master put on a serious and profound look in front of Chu Ciyun: "Keep a happy attitude."

Chu Ciyun: ...

Seeing the arrogant and complacent appearance of that bitch Bu Qingyun every day, I can't feel happy.

"The old man has a set of Tai Chi, maybe he can teach it to the young master."

The master has studied Taoism deeply.

Chu Ciyun's eyes lit up: "Okay! Why don't we start now?"

In this way, the master came to the palace frequently, and Chu Ciyun hadn't encountered obstacles in the way for a long time.

The palace is so big, Bu Qingyun and the master finally met again after a year.

Bu Qingyun, Chu Ciyun and Jingyi met on a narrow road.

The master said inscrutably: "Bushizhu, long time no see."

Chu Ciyun's face turned from cloudy to cloudy in an instant, and the eyes of conspiracy theory flowed between the master and Bu Qingyun, and moved away from the master.

Seeing the master, Bu Qingyun suddenly felt admiration from the bottom of his heart.

Could it be that he really has no eyes and no eyes, but this person actually has supernatural powers?

With the mentality that he would rather kill by mistake than let it go, Bu Qingyun stepped forward and invited: "Master, after you finish talking with Mr. Chu, can you give me a little time?"

"You go!" Chu Ciyun lost interest in the master.

I didn't expect that Bu Qingyun was still a deep-minded person, and he planted a spy by my side so early!

Bu Qingyun: ...

Can't ask for it.

Back in Yunhai Academy, the master changed his expression in an instant: "I heard that Mr. Bu is the number one scholar in high school, congratulations!"

"Master." Bu Qingyun looked solemn, "Tell me, what happened to the hexagram you calculated for me in Jiming Temple?"

"..." The master's smile froze, and he asked tentatively, "Could it be true?"

Come on, magic stick!

Bu Qingyun supported his forehead: "Half and half."

The king of Yan has taken a fancy to him, and seeing this, he doesn't agree, this person is still thinking of making himself lonely forever.

Marriage, is there any difference?

After reading this, Bu Qingyun asked: "Master, have you ever done divination for other people?"

"No." The master's answer convinced Bu Qingyun that this was really just a coincidence.

The master is very calm: "Looking at you, it seems that you know who the other party is. Is it possible that she has taken a fancy to you? Don't be afraid, just marry a wife. If this doesn't go your way, you can also take a concubine. It's okay."

Bu Qingyun: Unfortunately, he is a man.To make matters worse, he has a high position and authority.The most unfortunate thing is that this person is very possessive.

Hey!

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Bu Qingyun is not afraid to spend his whole life with a man, but he doesn't like that man at all!

After much deliberation, Bu Qingyun aimed at Qingfengyuan.

They must know the things about Longyang's broken sleeve.

Mu Feng was stunned: "Young master, you mean that a man has fallen in love with you?"

Talking about these things with people you don't know well is always a bit embarrassing, but Han Yuming can't talk about it, and Chu Ciyun can't talk about it.

Those new friends in Beijing are not good either.

Enduring the shame, Bu Qingyun straightened his body: "Well, but I don't like him, what should I do?"

Mu Feng lowered his eyes, plucked the strings and tuned his voice: "Emotions are things that need to be seen clearly by the authorities. Let me tell you about that person's character, young master."

Bu Qingyun thought for a while and said: "Arrogance, indifference."

"If you think about it, it's either rich or expensive." Mu Feng said, "How's your experience?"

Bu Qingyun was silent. Speaking of which, what he knew about Xiao Yang's childhood experience came from the market.

He said: "I lost my mother and father when I was young. There is an elder brother who is ten years older than him." There is also a nephew.

Then that elder brother, let him, who was not as weak as the crown, go into battle to kill the enemy, it is the gossip of the people, and there are also rumors that he killed his elder brother.

Now who doesn't think that the real emperor of the Liang Dynasty was named Xiao Mingyang.

Bu Qingyun has seen that nephew before.

Being obedient is like treating an executioner who can take his life at any time.

Suddenly recalling the little things since getting along with Xiao Yang, Bu Qingyun had a feeling similar to pity for him.

Mu Feng bowed his head and said: "Since that's the case, since he has shown this kind of emotion, he probably got stuck in it."

Bu Qingyun's smile suddenly faded.

This kind of thing has always been clear to the authorities.

Just listen to Mu Feng continue: "Although Mu Feng mediates among men, I'm sorry Mu Feng can't solve this kind of matter."

How can it be compared whether you are careful or not.

Mu Feng's words gave way to Bu Qingyun's faint smile.

Ever since he learned that Xiao Yang liked him, what Bu Qingyun did most was thinking about how to hold back Xiao Yang's feelings.

Hold back, hold back, hold back!

But he never calmed down and thought about how he felt towards Xiao Yang.

Bu Qingyun leaned back, put his hands on the table, and let out a breath.

Mu Feng thoughtfully closed the door and left.

Leaving Yan Wang Mansion, a place that needs constant vigilance, Bu Qingyun slowly recalled every detail of his time with Xiao Yang.

From the first meeting at Jiming Temple, to the later adulterer, and then to Honghong...

It seems that every time, Xiao Yang's mouth is as bad as possible, but the things he does are not bad.

Moreover, this person can afford delicacies from mountains and seas, and enjoys simple tea and light meals.

"Hmm." Bu Qingyun suddenly remembered Xiao Yang's laziness when eating, what's wrong with moving his chopsticks?Just so lazy.

There is a smile on the corner of the mouth.

Many scenes finally settled on Tongxian's shallow kiss.

Bu Qingyun suddenly opened his eyes.

Supporting his chin with his hands, lowering his eyelashes, Bu Qingyun saw his own face in the light brown tea.

The fingertips clenched slightly, and then loosened after a while.

That kiss, don't hate it.

The mist in his heart dissipated suddenly, and Bu Qingyun's eyes gathered a dazzling light, and he left here as soon as he pushed the door.

Since they have a good impression of each other, what's the trouble?

As soon as he went out, Bu Qingyun was sensitive to the difference from the past.

A man in a rough shirt bumped into him, and Bu Qingyun lowered his head abruptly.

Seeing that face, Bu Qingyun's pupils shrank suddenly, and an ominous premonition rose out of thin air.

Chu Ciju.

"Let's go." Chu Ci said in a low voice.

When they got to a secluded place, Chu Ci suddenly said, "My lord, find a place to hide!"

"What's going on?" An ominous premonition enveloped Bu Qingyun.

"Meng Zhe is in court today, falsely accusing our prince of murdering the late emperor!"

"What?!" Bu Qingyun was shocked, his heart seemed to be grabbed by a pair of invisible hands.

Chu Ci showed resentment: "That old man Meng Zhe and Xue Wuyi forged evidence, and now the court is divided into courts, and Huo Jiangqing, that turtle bastard, is leading a team of people to chase and intercept the prince, bah! Stupid! Pooh!"

"Where is the prince?" Bu Qingyun's eyes gradually became sharper, and the fists hidden in his sleeves were suddenly bruised.

"In the palace, a group of tortoise bastards are standing in front of the door to drag the prince out to behead him! Bah!"

"Go back!" Bu Qingyun yelled at Chu Ci, with a determined expression.

Chu Ciju looked at the champion who was favored by the prince, and stared at the rare sharpness of the young man's eyebrows. At this moment, he showed a bit of arrogance similar to the prince, and said with a serious expression: "Are you ready?"

In the end, Chu Ciju still favored Xiao Yang in his heart.

If, it means if, something happened to Xiao Yang, how could Bu Qingyun still be at ease?

Bu Qingyun didn't care about his small thoughts, and smiled: "I've said it all, what else are you going to prepare?"

-

Countless ministers crowded in front of the Yanwang Mansion, and they had the sharpest lips.

Upholding the standard of justice, they came to attack this unfaithful and unjust traitor who murdered the late emperor.

More and more people gathered in front of King Yan's Mansion, and people spread word of mouth.

Someone suddenly realized: "Ah! So that's the case! I didn't expect that our guesses were all correct!"

Someone asked: "Really? King Yan is not this kind of person, he is our hero."

"What hero?" The public opinion was faintly moving in the same direction, "Maybe he plagiarized someone else's credit, how old was he at that time? 15 years old! I didn't believe he would be so powerful! We were all deceived!"

This turmoil that had been brewing for an unknown amount of time finally swept the entire Bianjing overnight.

-

There are not many secret passages in the high-door mansion, so Bu Qingyun got his wish and entered Yan Wang's mansion.

There has never been such a dignified atmosphere in Prince Yan's Mansion. Everyone walks carefully, for fear of shocking others.

Occasionally someone climbed over the wall and came in, and they would be immediately surrounded by hidden guards.

Bu Qingyun saw Xiao Yang.

He stood by the window in the house, looking at himself with his hands behind his back.

No one would have imagined that two hours ago, King Yan, who was in power, would become a traitor and traitor overnight, and everyone would shout and beat him.

And Xiao Yang didn't seem to care, his expression was as indifferent and calm as ever.

There was only a flash of annoyance at the moment when I saw myself.

Bu Qingyun subconsciously turned out his folding fan, brushed the dust off his collar with the end of the fan, and walked towards Xiao Yang.

The two faced each other from a distance through a window.

This is quite interesting, Xiao Yang is not in a hurry, and Bu Qingyun is not in a hurry, he said: "What happened today?"

Xiao Yang replied: "Xue Wuyi, a spy."

For a long time, with Xiao Yang's support, Xue Wuyi sat on the position of governor of Kaifeng Mansion. He thought he was a confidant, but who knew that person stabbed him in the heart.

Bu Qingyun said again: "Please tell me in detail what they said at the time."

"Come in." Xiao Yang raised his chin to signal Bu Qingyun to come in.

"They found out the late emperor's personal eunuch." Xiao Yang said methodically, "Before the late emperor passed away, only that eunuch was by his side. This eunuch identified that the king ordered him to inject a small amount of poison into each bowl of the late emperor's meal. .Day after day, the last emperor died of poison."

"That's it?" Bu Qingyun raised his eyebrows, and tapped the fan end slowly on the table, "What else?"

How could Xiao Yang be so rashly convicted based on one-sided words.

"Xue Wuyi. On the surface, he is mine."

Xiao Yang said again: "The eunuch has my pen and ink in his hand."

"Anything else?" All of this is too one-sided. Could it be that Chaotang really raised a bunch of wine bags and rice bags?

Xiao Yang said calmly: "Xiao Jue personally admitted that he had seen the king meeting the eunuch."

The cowardly and useless nephew also stabbed him.

In this way, he also found an excuse for the little emperor to be afraid of Xiao Yang for so many years.

There is no harshness or abuse, so why be afraid?

Because I saw him handing the poison to the eunuch with my own eyes.

Xiao Yang looked away.

There is no one in the world who is more suitable to be an emperor than Xiao Jue.

The author has something to say: Another day of trying to make Xiaobu perform

Next, Xiaobu persuaded a group of people to retreat by virtue of his three-inch tongue (/≧▽≦/)

I used to watch videos at station B, and found those literati swearing at people, so cool, I want to give Xiaobu a try...but my IQ may not be enough (cover my face (*/?＼*)